..
turned heel, walked away
swaying weightlessness
known as loneliness otherwise
finding way backtrack
you feel, it's okay?
If I swallowed a mirror box
swapped a haunted beach of rocks
shivering in cold, damp mists
Of backward lists written on frozen wrists
Wandered bye a window painting frost
Until all uncertainty of causity
At the implausible host my guest
Returns another day
To fill up some lack
If I took it back
Turned heel, walked away
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-02-27 at 06:48
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Turned, Heel
If I took it backturned heel, walked away
swaying weightlessness
known as loneliness otherwise
finding way backtrack
you feel, it's okay?
If I swallowed a mirror box
swapped a haunted beach of rocks
shivering in cold, damp mists
Of backward lists written on frozen wrists
Wandered bye a window painting frost
Until all uncertainty of causity
At the implausible host my guest
Returns another day
To fill up some lack
If I took it back
Turned heel, walked away
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 654 times
Written on 2015-02-27 at 06:48
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